Warhammer Divine Throne

The ancient sage, the creator, no matter which religious scripture or history book records, all the land creatures recognize that the ancient sage is the creator of this World, they created (or At least it has accelerated evolution) Elves and dwarves, as to whether humans are also their masterpieces, it is not quite clear.

However, apart from this, all the books that Ryan can read do not contain any detailed records about the ancient sage. There are only a few intermittent words. Ryan has also asked many people and even gods, such as often replying The god of justice for believers to pray.

Unfortunately, it was not that they deliberately concealed Ryan, but that they themselves did not know that the god of justice was an alien god, and he knew nothing about the ancient saints, but he told Ryan that especially Rick may know something about the ancient saints.

Ryan knows that this is not the right time to ask questions, but the matter of the ancient sage is too important to him, which directly involves his mission.

The white sacred fire suddenly sparks flying in all directions, falling on Ryan’s body, scorching his skin, Ryan gritted his teeth, feeling the burning pain, forcibly enduring it, he knew it was Wei Wei has the price of offense.

It is blasphemy that mortals cannot make demands from gods under ordinary circumstances. This is bold.

Especially the hot-tempered Yurik, Ryan is making a bet.

It’s just that he has confidence.

First of all, as a white Wolf Knight, his inquisitive tone cannot be said to be demanding. Urik loves his own white Wolf Knights so much that he will not punish him or take his life.

Secondly, he bet that Urik would treat him differently.

“I don’t know the old sage very well, but I still know some things, but boy, do you know? I hate answering other people’s questions, very hate!” Yurik said impatiently , White’s sacred fire flashed rays of light: “Don’t talk nonsense, bring the head of that great impure thing to my temple, and I will forgive you for your offense!”

After that, The white sacred fire completely disappeared into the cold air.

Ryan let out a sigh of relief, the plan was successful, and Urik offered his terms, Ryan could only obey, and bargaining was courting death.

Thinking of this moment, Ryan’s bracelet suddenly lit up: “Ryan, where are you?”

It is Innocent Archbishop of Nord Justice Church.

“We are now at the foot of Scarville Mountain, Mr. Archbishop.” Ryan raised his wrist.

“Then you are going to Milloden Haven. The Paladin team of the Church of Justice has arrived in Milloden Haven before you. Ryan, your old friend is also here.” Innocent Archbishop’s voice is still so serious: “They will join you, what else?”

“How about the war in the north?”

“Barbarian Race divided into three roads and headed south, with The team is Barbarian Race leader Ulfric-Wanderers, the total number is about 20,000, the Nord Navy is currently fighting with the Barbarian Race at sea.” Innocent Archbishop said the situation is still under control.

“That’s good.” Ryan let out a sigh of relief.

The Barbarian Race in the north was originally difficult to pose a threat to the south, but after the chaos came, everything changed.

The ships of the Barbarian Race were directly “transformed” by the Evil God of Chaos. The full-body plate armor armed to the teeth of the Barbarian Race was also bestowed by the God of Chaos.

When a Barbarian Race warrior has gone through countless bloody wars and pleased Evil God, he will truly degenerate into a chaos warrior. A chaos armor will appear directly on his body, no technology is needed. There is no need for forging, just so unreasonable.

Just after becoming chaos warriors, these clansman can no longer live as normal people. For human beings, even the bravest and best fighters, they can also be in between the wars. Get solace in the warm fireplace, wife’s embrace, and delicious food, but Chaos Warrior is not. When he truly falls, coldness and killing will always accompany him throughout his life, and these mundane joys will no longer be able to bring them anything. Touched, only by continuously killing and sacrificing to please Evil God can they get some relief from Evil God’s gifts. Unfortunately, this relief is very short. They will soon lose this feeling, and then crazily yearn for the next time. Sacrifice.

Food is no longer a necessity for their survival, but blood is.

After the logistical pressure eased, the Barbarian Race was able to continuously assemble troops to looting south. The Nord Kingdom in the north, part of the port of the empire in the west and Brittany and even the southern country in the south have them. The silhouette is limited by logistics (after all, the number of Chaos Warriors in the army is still a small number), and the nearest Nord Kingdom is the target they can plunder all year round.

The Nord Kingdom has long been prepared for Barbarian Race. A large number of strong fortresses have been built in several major port cities in the north for defense. After the founding of the new empire, it will be difficult for Barbarian Race to go south from the empire. In the hands of the barbarian, Barbarian Race began to look further away. For example, in recent years, the Kingdom of Knight, Brittany, has been continuously attacked by Barbarian Race.

In the camp, everything is silent. The mercenaries and bodyguards who have been working hard all day have found a place to rest. Only the burning bonfire and the night watchman are sitting around the fire and talking .

“It’s cold, Ahhh!” The few people headed by are mercenaries from the Blood Axe Mercenary Group. Wilt, Simon and the others are warming their bodies around the campfire.

“No way, Nord will be colder in the future. In one or two months, the sea and river will be completely frozen. When the time comes, we will go back to base camp and stay overnight.” Wilt stretched out the branches. Enter the campfire.

The bonfire is bestowed by the White Wolf God of War, Urik. As long as the bonfire continues, ordinary chaotic creatures will not actively approach the place of the bonfire at night, and they will be blessed by the White Wolf God of War.

The base camp of the Blood Axe Mercenary Group is in a corner of Winter City. Compared with the empire where the land is very expensive, the Nordland is sparsely populated, and even the land price of the royal capital is relatively cheap.

“I miss the time spent in Winter Veil in Winter City, and the scones made by Lina Aunt.” Simon looked at the burning fire, and his thoughts seemed to have returned to the good times of last year, when the staff was neat and tidy. The blood axe mercenary group stayed in Winter City to rest and spent a wonderful Winter Veil Festival.

Now the blood axe mercenary group is reduced by more than half, even if they can complete the commission and get a large amount of money, it is difficult for them to return to Winter City with a smile to celebrate the New Year, and because of Boris’s firm attitude, they don’t want to do it anymore. Cooperating with Jialan, the blood axe will be suppressed by the Jialan Council in the future. These women have a lot of influence in Nord and the Empire, and it is hard to say whether they can continue to live their lives in Nord in the future.

“You said, can we take this opportunity to get in touch with the Imperial Family Wizard Academy? Wizards…should also need some manpower?” someone in the mercenary group asked.

“You mean Sea Heart Stone? This…” Wilt browses tightly frowns.

This is really a choice. If Mats wants to take out the Sea Heart Stone, he must contact the people of the Imperial Family Wizard Academy. Blood Axe can try to take this opportunity to introduce it and see if he can find some tricks. do.

“I can really try this. I heard that the great alchemist of the empire, Baiershazer-Gert, is seeking mercenaries to help him complete a task. Also, we can also consider it and give up Continue to stay at Nord, if we want to make our blood axe name… staying at Nord will not be possible at all, maybe, go to Marienburg with the caravan?” Wilt muttered to himself.

“Master, I said, the team leader’s injury will not heal for a while, you should make up your mind at this time, right?” Banda was sitting next to the fire, the flames of the bonfire were bright and warm. Reflected on the face of the little mercenary.

Before the voice of the little mercenary fell, one of the mercenaries immediately stood up: “Banda! What do you mean? You are disrespectful to the leader, as long as the leader is Boris one day, You shouldn’t say such things!”

“But the leader is not here! At this time, Master is the deputy leader. He should have made the decision, right?” Banda also snapped Stand up and confront the mercenary.

At the time of the confrontation, Wilt suddenly motioned everyone to stop.

“Wait~what is this sound?”

“The ground, the ground is shaking~”

“Earthquake?”

The mercenaries all stood up. Among them, the experienced Wilt saw the horses tied aside continuously neighing. He had a foreboding that the major event was bad, and he immediately shouted: “Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!!”

tone barely fell, in the shadows near the camp, several sturdy minotaurs rushed into the camp with big axes in their hands.

“Is a wild beast!!!”